Central American Surf Odyssey Third-world surf journey opens eyes, minds of vagabond Santa Cruz couple

The best avocado I’ve ever eaten was on the shores of Lake Atitlán in northeastern Guatemala. The bright green fruit didn’t just taste good, it was made especially delicious by my state of mind. After two months of planning, packing and finally arriving in Central America, I felt an incredible sense of well-being and freedom. For it was only two months prior that we seemed inextricably bound to the daily grind. Now I was kicking back under the sun, carving off pieces of fresh fruit and sharing them with my husband, Jono.

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